The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 3

Chapter 3: Unexpected Ally…

Lyla

For a moment, nobody moved.

Then slowly, Darius released me, his expression shifting from arrogance to unease.

“Who the hell was that?” he muttered glancing in the direction of the growl.

I didn’t answer.

I didn’t know who he was either but I felt a strange pull towards him, a sense of safety I hadn’t felt in years.

My eyes drifted to where he was across the room but he was no longer there.

I turned around frantically, searching for him in the crowd, but I couldn’t find him.

He was just here a few seconds ago.

The cruel laughter from the boys reminded me of my current dilemma.

One of the boys suddenly yelped and pointed to my legs – I flushed in embarrassment as they laughed again.

It was my warm juices… I was so horny that I could feel every underwear I had on, soaked.

I closed my eyes, trying to block everyone out.

My body was just reacting to having plenty of men around me at the same time.

“What’s the matter, Lyla?” feeling a little… needy?” Darius taunted me as he stepped closer again.

“I bet you’d do anything to make this stop, wouldn’t you?”

My breath hitched.

I could feel my heat intensifying.

Darius’ voice – the manly scent of the men around me… gosh! It was driving me crazy, making my skin burn and my thoughts blur.

It was as though every nerve in my body was on fire and my senses were overwhelmed by the unbearable desire coursing through my veins.

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I moaned loudly, clamping my legs together as the scent of my high arousal hung heavy in the air.

Right now, that didn’t matter, I just wanted to take care of the pressure building inside me.

“Come on,” Darius sneered, leaning in closer.

“Why don’t you just beg us? We might take pity on you, mutt.

”

recoiled, my

insult stung, but the worst part was the twisted flicker of excitement that pulsed through me

how it craved for any touch, any relief, even

ragged and

but the heat was too much and my

taunts mingling

at her,” one of them

“She can barely stand.

Pathetic.

”

forward and ran his index finger on my

inserted his finger inside it, tears burned in my eyes – I wished I could stop myself but

up

sympathy

bet she’d do anything to

right, Lyla? Do

them before he could finish speaking, stumbling as

eyes on me, could hear mocking

to get away, to find somewhere – anywhere

a solid wall of muscle and staggered

on my lips but

was the

mine with a mix of

close, he was even more striking – tall, broad-shoulders, dressed in an impeccably tailored

over the room

and a

the third finger of his left hand and

but not just any

Leader of the White Moon Throne – the

My heart pounded as I realized the

standing before the most powerful man in my world, with the scent of my arousal in

trembled, expecting a

knew the punishment for uncontrolled heat cycles

could bring

intense, a deep amber

condemnation, his gaze held something

pulling me up from

asked, his voice sending shivers through

electric, his hand warm against my arm and my breath

stammered but my body chose that moment to betray me

crashed over me, stronger than before and my

my vision blurring as desire

me, his grip

I could feel the hard planes of his chest against mine, I could smell the intoxicating mix of his scent

his gaze fixed on me with an intensity that

Time seemed to slow.

the background as I and the Lycan leader

eyes darkened, a flash of something

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